Chapter 8 Part III.2

I had anticipated that he would ask this question, and said: "Miscarriage is the sequelae caused by influenza, and pelvic inflammatory disease is one of them." The tablemate thought about it for a long time, and thoughtfully said: "Oh, this girl's resistance is really bad, I never had a miscarriage." I said, "Yeah, you're really strong." The deskmate said, "This girl really needs to be taken care of." I said, "Yeah. You figure it out." In the next few days, my deskmate was out of his mind, looking forward to meeting that girl again unexpectedly, and finally, he was waiting until this day.Once we finished class early and went to the cafeteria to finish our meal early. Just as we were packing up and leaving, we suddenly found that "pelvic inflammatory disease" was looking for a seat everywhere with food, and the surroundings were already full, only the one next to my deskmate. There is still room for one person.During our anxious wait, she finally sat down slowly beside my deskmate.

Immediately, my deskmate didn't have any intention of leaving, but he couldn't sit still at the dinner table, so he actually picked up the chicken bone he had gnawed before and gnawed it slowly again.Finally, I felt that my tablemate was about to talk, but I had an ominous premonition, and I didn't dare to look at them, so I had to eat in silence. My tablemate was holding the bone in his hand, and there was a grain of rice hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the girl affectionately, and didn't speak for a long time. This atmosphere infects everyone around. Except for me eating with my head down, everyone looks up at my tablemate, even the girl looked at him in puzzlement.

My deskmate blushed and said in Mandarin with a foreign accent: "Student, is your pelvic inflammatory disease better?" I sprayed the rice all over the table. Fortunately, I sprayed the rice on a wide range and affected a wide range of people, so it relieved the embarrassment for my tablemate to a certain extent. My deskmate stood up in bewilderment. I looked at the pitiful appearance of my deskmate, and suddenly felt that I was very vulgar.Although I have always felt that no matter how low-level fun is, it is more meaningful than high-level sadness, but I found that today I have perfectly combined the two.I think "pelvic inflammatory disease" is going to go crazy.

As a result, "pelvic inflammatory disease" left crying. From that day on, my tablemate changed from the former famous sports circle to the famous whole school, even a brother school.Walking on the road, everyone looked at my tablemate with the eyes of admiring a warrior.At the same time, all the previous remarks of my deskmate were dug up and became a topic of discussion. Naturally, my deskmate finally figured out what miscarriage and pelvic inflammatory disease were all about.People around asked him how he learned without a teacher, and his deskmate said he looked it up online.

So the whole school spread the word that the guy could surf the Internet. Of course, many people are skeptical, thinking that this must mean that my tablemate can play tennis or volleyball.Will tennis be given later? It's decided, because everyone judges that my tablemate can't afford any tennis rackets, so the surfing he said must be the interception of surfing the Internet when playing volleyball. So everyone rushed to tell each other: "Warriors originally knew how to play volleyball." Then my deskmate got another nickname - "Men's Volleyball". For quite a long time, "men's volleyball" and "pelvic inflammatory disease" were the most beautiful couple in the school.Although the two only met once and said a word.And the phrase "Student, is your pelvic inflammatory disease better" has become a popular phrase for everyone to greet each other.

Finally one day, a miracle happened. My deskmate and "Pelvic Inflammation" really walked in the school hand in hand.On this day, we ignored all the domestic and international news, and everyone talked about only one topic, that is, "men's volleyball" really got better with "pelvic inflammatory disease". "Pelvic inflammatory disease" finally met a virgin. So, another rumor came out, saying that "pelvic inflammatory disease" actually didn't look down on "men's volleyball team" at all, but when "pelvic inflammatory disease" went to the hospital for a physical examination, the doctor told her, "Your pelvic inflammatory disease is already in the advanced stage. If you don’t use absolute prescriptions, you can only do pelvic excision.”And the only way to do this is to pee.

This is the only reason why "pelvic inflammatory disease" and "men's volleyball" are together. Before the accident, my deskmate said to me: "Do you believe that girl has pelvic inflammatory disease?" I said, "You know her so well, you should ask yourself." The deskmate said: "Anyway, I don't believe it. You know I'm a stupid person. The people I see may be quite simple. Anyway, I think she is pretty good." I said, "That's groundless, so don't worry about it." The deskmate said: "You are right." The next morning, the "men's volleyball team" did not come to class.We all find it weird because "men's volleyball" is never late.There was a lot of discussion in the class, saying whether the "men's volleyball team" also had pelvic inflammatory disease and couldn't get out of bed.Some students said: "Don't talk nonsense, 'The men's volleyball team probably suffered from kidney failure last night." Suddenly there was a loud noise on the roof, and a lot of dust fell from the ceiling.The students were in a mess.The male teacher in charge of self-study said: "Students, don't worry, keep quiet and study by yourself in the classroom. The teacher will go and check. It's okay. Something may have fallen on the top."

"Pelvic inflammatory disease" was extremely sad. She even cried and passed out three times. She didn't come to school for a whole week. Afterwards, she committed suicide twice and took sleeping pills, but she was rescued and returned.The students talked a lot, saying: "Looking at how good the acting is for pelvic inflammatory disease, if you want to commit suicide, you can just jump from a high place and pretend to take sleeping pills. God knows whether she is taking sleeping pills or vitamin C." As for the death of my tablemate, it can be said to be extremely tragic, but fortunately he himself is not aware of this.His legs, which he used to contend for the honor, were broken in several pieces, all the joints were twisted and exposed, the pelvis was of course completely shattered, and the face was beyond recognition.

He really jumped from the tenth floor opposite, and could really land on the roof of the classroom.Everyone was very sorry, and felt that this last jump in his life proved that he could really jump very far.And because the barrier on the tenth floor opposite is very high, there is still no run-up.This is a stationary long jump. When the breath of summer came, my tablemate ended twenty years like a dream in his only specialty.This made the breath of that summer smell of blood. Except for me, our classmates are still relentlessly speculating on this matter.Someone said that the "men's volleyball team" saw that there was really a pack of anti-inflammatory drugs in the "pelvic inflammatory disease" bag that day, and was finally disillusioned and left the world.

I thought, this man didn't leave the world, he just left the world.He must be sharing the same world with us, with a different life. For this reason, the Education Bureau has specially organized a lot of special topics aimed at students' psychological problems, and has trained many psychiatrists who look like dogs.Some of those psychiatrists burned other people’s houses on the spot after losing at cards, some were famous for beating their wives, and some were arrested for stealing things no less than three times. Mental Health Counseling. Under their guidance, another student committed suicide.Fortunately, it failed.This made the Education Bureau very nervous and headache.Although it is said that the damned will die eventually, and someone must sacrifice their lives in the process of revolution, but after all, family planning, everyone only has one, so the parents who died like this are naturally distraught.From the phrase "I raised you for nothing" that we often hear, it can be inferred that this blow is equivalent to 20 years of investment failure, and the money is lost.

The girl behind me said hypocritically: "His psychological endurance is too poor. People live in the world and have to bear all kinds of pressure and discussions. You see, Leslie Cheung's homosexuality has been discussed for many years. Leslie Cheung Still alive and well, without any sign of death. This is the psychological quality necessary for a successful person, and this is the difference between superstars and us. Just look, people can live a hundred years in this kind of right and wrong." I said, "I'm watching." Over the next three years, "PID" married a friend of mine.My friend hurried over one day, offered me a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "She's actually a virgin." I asked, "How did you catch up with him?" He said: "What's the use of chasing after it? No one wants it there. I really can't help it. I was jealous of him when I was in school, but the fortune teller said that I can't get married in the next five years, or I can't get married right away. It's over, or five years later. I thought about it and proposed to someone. She asked me why I dared to chase her, and I said nonsense that I liked you for five years, and it turned out to be true. She said give me a gift, no I thought I was still a virgin. Well, I won’t tell you anymore, I’m going to tell Fatty Liu about it, and you must also help me promote it.” In contrast, another friend who ended up hooking up with the girl behind me said: "Fucking tricked, so coquettish, not a virgin yet. She insisted that she rode a broken bike, fuck her house The pointed end of the bicycle seat was put on, and I went to the hospital for an examination, and my mother had a miscarriage." It made me change my views on many things in the world that have such and such appearances to a large extent.The strange thing is that I am not very sad about the death of my deskmate.When the summer comes completely solid, I always hear him say: "I don't need to train, I can jump very far now. If you don't believe me, come and see, I can still jump ten stories high." These words made me shiver in the thirty-nine-degree heat.I can also feel that he never left that place until a year later he left there.I think he must have graduated early.And if he said he could jump so far and so high, he must have gone to the ideal place. For a long time, as long as the surroundings were quiet, I would desperately think about my feelings during the two seconds when my deskmate jumped off.Even for a longer period of time, I couldn't stand by the window.I find myself having a strong urge to jump whenever I'm over three stories high, and I've found that it's a physical urge because I don't have it in my head and I haven't encountered any in my life Frustration, just my body wanting to jump down.This strong urge almost became a reality when I went up to the 20th floor.I looked at the mung bean-sesame-like cars and the invisible crowd outside the window, and suddenly had a strong urge to jump, but my consciousness tried very hard to tell my body that tomorrow the school is on holiday, and I can gather to play cards, and tonight the school cafeteria Burn pigeons.Even though there are so many beautiful things, my body is still slowly crawling towards the windowsill under the guidance of an unknown force.My brain stopped working like a cramp.I thought I was going to accompany the table now, but suddenly I saw an iron gate on the land below, and there were many sharp iron bars on the top of the gate to prevent outsiders from climbing over.I told my body that if it goes on like this, it will hurt if it gets poked on it, and it will definitely hurt more if it gets poked on an embarrassing part.My body has a hesitation. I feel that my body suddenly has a brain that thinks and weighs the instructions issued by my brain. Fortunately, the brain's thinking speed is relatively slow. In the process of thinking, I have been swept away. The aunt in the toilet pulled it down. From then on, I never went to tall buildings, nor approached the windows.I tell people I have a fear of heights, but the truth is the opposite. My tablemate's death affected us for about a year.In this year, there are sad ones, such as the parents at the same table, the coach and his girlfriend; some whether it doesn’t matter, such as most of the classmates around me; some happy ones, such as taking the second place in the school long jump competition before famous.But all these emotions disappeared after a year.Life is like a train running over a cat and moving forward without any change.After a year, everything subsided, including the legends of "pelvic inflammatory disease" and "men's volleyball".It's hard for celebrities to escape, let alone two ordinary people in this world. After a year of this time, I found that if I want to think of my deskmate, I can only calm down, close my eyes, and think about it for a long time before I can remember his voice and smile.But every time he said a few words, his mind would be shattered by a loud bang, and when he opened his eyes, he seemed to be able to see dust falling from the ceiling. What I want to say is that many things that often surfaced in my consciousness involuntarily in the past have now been brewed for a long time. Before graduation, I met a girl.We are attracted to each other and develop rapidly.We agreed with each other to get married when we could.The girl's name is A, but when we were dating, I found that she seemed to be very interested in the life story of my deskmate, which was far more interested in why I disappeared for three days and did something.Finally I figured it out. It turns out that A has liked my deskmate for a long time.This makes it difficult for me to understand. A is a fashionable girl who seems to go to Paris every week. She can always buy the latest clothes and cosmetics before they arrive in Shanghai. The standard of national master athletes is still a few centimeters away and they don't know anything. But A likes my tablemate so much, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.On the one hand, I am not a person who takes advantage of others, not to mention that this situation belongs to the death of others; on the other hand, I suddenly find that I can't understand all her thoughts and behaviors, and I can't even understand why she can get along with me so well. For a while, did the fortune teller say that she must find someone who sat in this position in the classroom? Naturally, we parted without the slightest complaint.Our unromantic lovers parted with God's love There was an autumn rain with great interest.None of us brought an umbrella, and it seemed that we said some farewell words and some fake blessings.After many years, I searched my memory and found that there was nothing left on that day, not a word was recorded in the folds of my brain, if there was anything left, only three words appeared, and that was "Yu Qiuyu". And after the autumn rain, it was a lonely winter again, without any vitality in the body, and all the strength seemed to be used to survive.Compared to animals hibernating in caves, we are miserable. I often watch two people who like each other walk side by side from the window, or go shopping or pour hot water, which is really unconvincing.And they can actually walk around outdoors at a few degrees below zero. Although they can't go above zero indoors in the unheated south, it seems that each of them is full of vitality, even those who are not in love but have goals. People, life is full of expectations.I really don't understand what these people are expecting, or what they are talking about.I believe that everything has to be paid back. For example, in the winter when everyone is dead, they are full, and in the summer when everyone is full of vitality, they are all wilted again. I think sometimes, the so-called "love in the world" is the same thing, even the feelings are the same.Some passionate people just prove it twenty times in a lifetime.As for what this "sameness" is like, God knows! By the time I regained my composure, I had already reached the door of Dayong's apartment.We seem a little reluctant to leave the warm compartment.The house we rented is beautiful, and the TV is beautiful, but the heat emitted by the TV in the house seems to be unable to resist the cold. Wang Chao said: "Let's go, let's go down. What is this winter? It hasn't arrived yet. What is this northwest wind? It's just a warm wind." Uncle Jian said: "It's not that cold. It's already okay, it should be freezing." Wang Chao said: "It can't be frozen! According to my experience, it's five degrees at most. How many degrees does it freeze? I learned it in high school, and it's tens of degrees below zero?" Uncle Jian said: "Nonsense, you call it dry ice." Wang Chao said: "Yes, yes, it is dry ice. Ice is condensed by water, and it freezes at zero temperature; dry ice is condensed by carbon dioxide." I said, "Doesn't that mean that as long as it's cold enough, the carbon dioxide will freeze into dry ice and fall? Then we're not breathing pure oxygen?" Wang Chao scratched his head and said, "Yes, but it seems that we have never lost dry ice here. At most, it freezes. There is a big lake in the countryside. If it is exhausted, it will be frozen." I said, "Wouldn't it be 'Frozen Lake'?" Wang Chao said: "Not as big as Dongting Lake, not as big as Dongting Lake." Uncle Jian said: "In Shanghai, at the coldest time, the Huangpu River froze." Wang Chao said, "Is the Huangpu River big?" Uncle Jian said, "You don't know what the Huangpu River is, do you?" Wang Chao said, "I don't know." Uncle Jian said, "You know about the Yangtze River, right?" Wang Chao said, "I know." Uncle Jian said: "When the Yangtze River flows into Shanghai, it is called the Huangpu River." Wang Chao said, "Oh, the Yangtze River is frozen?" I said, "Uncle Jian, isn't that right? The Huangpu River seems to be the Huangpu River. The Yangtze River is the Yangtze River. The Huangpu River seems to be a river that comes out of Taihu Lake." Uncle Jian said with a serious face: "You remember wrongly. The one you mentioned that flows out of Taihu Lake is called Suzhou Creek. It has been dredging for the past few days." I buried myself in the seat thinking about the relationship between them. Wang Chao asked, "Shanghai is so cold?" Uncle Jian said: "That is, people are skating on the Yangtze River." Wang Chao continued to ask: "The Yangtze River is almost at the mouth of the sea and it is still frozen. What about Wuhan?" Uncle Jian said: "Flood, you know about the big flood the year before last, right?" Wang Chao touched the steering wheel back and forth thinking for a long time and said, "No, Uncle Jian, the flood happened in summer. I remember that I donated money during the summer vacation, and I donated all the cold drinks from my parents." Uncle Jian said: "Think about it, whether it is summer or winter, it may be that the seasons in our two places are different. For example, Shanghai must still be warm right now!" Wang Chao and I were confused at the same time. Uncle Jian said to himself, "It's really cold." Wang Chao said: "I have a thermometer in the car, let's see what the temperature is now." Uncle Jian said, "I see zero degrees." I said, "I guess it's going to be below zero." Wang Chao said: "You all have no experience, five degrees." Wang Chao took out the thermometer in the glove box of the car, looked at it under the lights in the car for a long time, and was very pale, and said, "It will be fifteen degrees." I said, "Can you read the thermometer! Come, let me see." I took it over and looked at it for a long time, but it seemed to be fifteen degrees. Uncle Jian said: "Did you take it wrong? Is this a thermometer? Did you measure it last time?" Wang Chao said, "Take it as my corpse, it's 15 degrees. This is the thermometer, it's 15 degrees now." Suddenly, I felt that my surroundings were not as cold as before. The previous cold may be because Uncle Jian and I were still wearing short sleeves. Uncle Jian said, "Get out of the car and go to the football game." The three of us went to the house, but it was really cold.Uncle Jian turned on the liquefied petroleum gas, lit the fire, put the thermometer on the flame and baked it for a long time, took it down and saw that it was still fifteen degrees, so he yelled in the kitchen: "Come and see, I have been roasting in the fire for a long time, It's still fifteen degrees." Wang Chao and I walked over lazily. When we got to the kitchen, we heard a "poof" and the thermometer exploded.Immediately, Uncle Jian covered his face and fell to the ground in pain. Wang Chao and I looked at each other.I said, "I have to go to the hospital again." Wang Chao said, "Quickly ask." I went up and asked, "Uncle Jian, are you okay?" Uncle Jian said, "I don't know, it may have hit my eye, and I can't open it." I said, "It's okay, I'll take you to the hospital." Uncle Jian said, "OK, OK, give me a hand." I helped Uncle Jian up and said, "I told you not to play with fire, it's good now, I'm hurt again." Uncle Jian said: "I really think there is something wrong with that thermometer." I said: "If there is a problem, you can put it in your armpit. At any rate, there is a temperature of more than 30 degrees. Why do you have to set it on fire! Can you open your eyes?" Uncle Jian said, "No, no." I said, "Wang Chao, go to the hospital."